"Then, there is no doubt?"
"Yes, there is," she cried angrily. "You won't let me enjoy the least bit of a delusion. He might marry me if I were famous. But as I am now— He's an inbred snob. He can't help it. He simply couldn't marry a woman in my position. But you're overlooking one thing—that I would not marry HIM."
"That's unimportant, if true," said Keith.
"You don't believe it?"
"I don't care anything about it, my dear lady," said Keith. "Have you got time to waste in thinking about how much I am in love with you? What a womanly woman you are, to be sure. Your true woman, you know, never thinks of anything but love—not how much she loves, but how much she is loved."
"Be careful!" she warned. "Some day you'll go too far in saying outrageous things to me."
"And then?" said he smilingly.
"You care nothing for our friendship?"
"The experiment is the only interest I have in you," replied he.
"That is not true," said she. "You have always liked me. That's why you looked up my hus— General Siddall and got ready for him. That's why you saved me to-day. You are a very tender-hearted and generous man—and you hide it as you do everything else about yourself."